Bo Siyan had thought of various reasons she might reject him, but he never imagined… it would be because she felt… she would bring him misfortune?
Listening to Ning Xia's tearful words as she spoke, astonishment flashed through his dark pupils, and all his movements came to a halt.
He ignored her resistance, his long arms wrapping around her shoulders, pulling her tightly into his embrace.
"Don't, go away…."
Ning Xia cried with a choked voice, her words slurred but her attitude resolute, as she struggled to escape his hold.
However, the man held her even tighter, so tight as if he wanted to merge her into his very marrow, so tight that she could no longer move.
Bo Siyan didn't say a word, just silently holding her, until she was tired from crying, when all the strength drained from her body, and she collapsed against his chest.
Her tears had soaked a large patch on his chest.
The bedroom gradually quieted down, with only the occasional sobs of Ning Xia remaining.
